Journalism

This is for my journalism page since the bullshit of page can't take more than 514 characters.

Do you think of me?

Without you, I'm just a small pieceOf this puzzle below my feetI won't ever leave you, my dearYou've always been the best part of meWe don't know where we've been goingIn a world that is so lonelyI just need for you to hold meIt's cold out there and the wolves are moaning

One day you will get to know meWe can take it nice and slowlyI know that you'll be the one to show meLife is more than suffering onlyIt used to be where I was jokingNow it feels as if I'm chokingMaybe there's still hope in hopingBlow me one last kiss 'fore I sing

Do you think about me all the time?When you're lost and icy, am I on your mind?You put the color up to my black and whiteYou the fuel to my fireCan you hear my voice on the outside?Am I with you on such lonely nights?You take the wrong away from all the rightYou bring me back to life

All I've got is all you gave meLove that keeps us motivatedIn this world contaminatedIt's the only real thing that can save meYou're the one and only ladyThat makes this place more amazingWhen things get too complicatedWe can always go back to what we created

Life isn't what you always make itIt can be so frustratingWhen everything is failingYou're the only light that set my night inWhen I just can't escape itThis hate that's in me dailyThis picture that's been paintedYou keep me from suffocating

There's some fairytale in that songIt brought us together, gave us a new startI was lost, falling apartYou gave me a spot somewhere in your heartI'm not the kind of shooting starYou came from afar with open armsIt was so dark, as cold as NovemberAlmost over, I told ya

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